Lord . Why did she have to have
a spark of common sense now? They couldn’t do this. Samir could return at any
moment. There were still deahmans after them and Sparrow said that he
was sending a team in to collect the twins. Any number of things could go
wrong.
“It’s funny that you are only starting to show resistance
now and not before,” Soren said as he eased back from her body.
Okay, so she was contradicting herself. Her body wanted
this, wanted it badly, but it wasn’t practical. They needed to get Samir and
get out of there.
“I can feel the conflict inside of you,” Soren said. “Perhaps
there is more that we can do to persuade you to feed us.”
“We don’t need to persuade her. Her body is already willing,”
Donar added.
Tara opened her mouth to respond, but Soren pressed his lips
against hers. The kiss was hard and possessive and claimed all of her
attention.
She arched her back and leaned against Donar’s hard,
masculine chest. He groaned and rubbed his hips against her backside as Soren
left her mouth and kissed a trail down her chest.
“I’ve been dying to taste these.” Soren closed his mouth
around one of her sensitive nipples. Tara gasped as pleasure radiated out from
her breast and blanketed her body. Donar shifted on the bed until he was next
to her, then closed his mouth over hers, catching her breath. He held the back
of her head while he tasted and explored her mouth.
Tara groaned as her body heated. She reached out and touched
both men, wanting to feel their skin.
“That’s a girl,” Soren murmured against her skin. He slid
his fingers around the outsides of her breasts, then over her soft abdomen.
Tara gasped as he slipped his hands under her thong and dragged it down around
her knees. “She’s so responsive.”
Tara groaned as Donar eased his fingers between her damp
folds. She widened her stance on the bed, granting him better access. The man
knew what he was doing. He inched his fingers around her outer rim, teasing her
body until she softened against him.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone so receptive to my
touch.” Soren sat back from her breasts. “Look at these. I could feast all day.”
He took one into his mouth, then dragged his teeth across the tip. Pain sparked
from her chest and fanned out over her skin. It was quickly eased by his
tongue, and her cry dissolved into a moan of pleasure. She felt his hand inch
lower and lower, until it joined Donar’s between her thighs.
“She’s so wet,” Soren said.
“I know.” Donar moved until his lips were within inches of
her ear. “We want you to come for us, hard and fast. If you don’t, we’re going
to tie you up and punish you.”
“Punish me? How?”
Soren looked up from her breasts and smiled. “If you don’t
want to find out, then come for us.”
“I…” She didn’t know what to say. She could see Soren’s need
in his gaze. She wanted to help him. Perhaps giving her pleasure was a way for
the men to gain control over their deahmans . After a brief hesitation,
she nodded.
“Good.” Donar flicked his gaze to Soren. “Let me.”
“But—”
“I’ll be first, then you.” The men stared at each other for
a brief moment as tension filled the room. Tara guessed that their deahmans were locked in some sort of power struggle that she couldn’t see. Muscles
ticked in Donar’s jaw as he stared down his brother. Finally the tension eased
and Soren straightened away from her breasts.
“Very well.” Soren removed his hand from between her legs.
“Focus on her breasts,” Donar commanded.
Both twins descended on her body. Donar moved behind her
once more and wrapped his free arm around her waist, locking her body against
his. She felt his erection push in between her ass cheeks, and shivered at how
erotic it felt. Desire wound its way through her, twisting her muscles tight.
Donar kissed a long, sensual line across her shoulder,
growling as he moved across her skin. It sounded
a spark of common sense now? They couldn’t do this. Samir could return at any
moment. There were still deahmans after them and Sparrow said that he
was sending a team in to collect the twins. Any number of things could go
wrong.
“It’s funny that you are only starting to show resistance
now and not before,” Soren said as he eased back from her body.
Okay, so she was contradicting herself. Her body wanted
this, wanted it badly, but it wasn’t practical. They needed to get Samir and
get out of there.
“I can feel the conflict inside of you,” Soren said. “Perhaps
there is more that we can do to persuade you to feed us.”
“We don’t need to persuade her. Her body is already willing,”
Donar added.
Tara opened her mouth to respond, but Soren pressed his lips
against hers. The kiss was hard and possessive and claimed all of her
attention.
She arched her back and leaned against Donar’s hard,
masculine chest. He groaned and rubbed his hips against her backside as Soren
left her mouth and kissed a trail down her chest.
“I’ve been dying to taste these.” Soren closed his mouth
around one of her sensitive nipples. Tara gasped as pleasure radiated out from
her breast and blanketed her body. Donar shifted on the bed until he was next
to her, then closed his mouth over hers, catching her breath. He held the back
of her head while he tasted and explored her mouth.
Tara groaned as her body heated. She reached out and touched
both men, wanting to feel their skin.
“That’s a girl,” Soren murmured against her skin. He slid
his fingers around the outsides of her breasts, then over her soft abdomen.
Tara gasped as he slipped his hands under her thong and dragged it down around
her knees. “She’s so responsive.”
Tara groaned as Donar eased his fingers between her damp
folds. She widened her stance on the bed, granting him better access. The man
knew what he was doing. He inched his fingers around her outer rim, teasing her
body until she softened against him.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone so receptive to my
touch.” Soren sat back from her breasts. “Look at these. I could feast all day.”
He took one into his mouth, then dragged his teeth across the tip. Pain sparked
from her chest and fanned out over her skin. It was quickly eased by his
tongue, and her cry dissolved into a moan of pleasure. She felt his hand inch
lower and lower, until it joined Donar’s between her thighs.
“She’s so wet,” Soren said.
“I know.” Donar moved until his lips were within inches of
her ear. “We want you to come for us, hard and fast. If you don’t, we’re going
to tie you up and punish you.”
“Punish me? How?”
Soren looked up from her breasts and smiled. “If you don’t
want to find out, then come for us.”
“I…” She didn’t know what to say. She could see Soren’s need
in his gaze. She wanted to help him. Perhaps giving her pleasure was a way for
the men to gain control over their deahmans . After a brief hesitation,
she nodded.
“Good.” Donar flicked his gaze to Soren. “Let me.”
“But—”
“I’ll be first, then you.” The men stared at each other for
a brief moment as tension filled the room. Tara guessed that their deahmans were locked in some sort of power struggle that she couldn’t see. Muscles
ticked in Donar’s jaw as he stared down his brother. Finally the tension eased
and Soren straightened away from her breasts.
“Very well.” Soren removed his hand from between her legs.
“Focus on her breasts,” Donar commanded.
Both twins descended on her body. Donar moved behind her
once more and wrapped his free arm around her waist, locking her body against
his. She felt his erection push in between her ass cheeks, and shivered at how
erotic it felt. Desire wound its way through her, twisting her muscles tight.
Donar kissed a long, sensual line across her shoulder,
growling as he moved across her skin. It sounded
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